Last night I was at Ikea picking up a kitchen sink* and a whole bunch of random items. I took some time to wander around the store while they put my order together. This whole "under construction" thing has been fun and SO incredibly exhausting. People warned me, but I said, "Sure, Sure" and then I thought... maybe for you, but that won't happen to me.
When I saw this rumpled bed, I had the most overwhelming desire to climb in and take a nap, right there in the middle of Ikea.
It's not even my style, but I was so exhausted and for the first time in 2 months I was alone with a bed. I love Mr. Man, but ever since the first nail was hammered in, he has this crazy habit to wake up in the middle of the night wanting to discuss lighting, furniture layouts, and insulation.
Then add the early wake up call by the crew, and the constant questions throughout the day. Between a chorus of "Mom, Mama, Moooooooom, Mommy, Woof, Ruff, & Bark" by my brood, and the constant stream of "Miss, Senora, & Ma'am" there is no peace. All day long I am asked, "Do you want this "here or here", "Aqui O Aqui"
There are just a few more weeks left, the end is in sight, but wow I need a night at a hotel sans dust... or maybe just a long nap at Ikea.
*How many times have you gone to Ikea and bought everything but the kitchen sink? Last night I actually bought everything & the sink. My neighbor warned me though... when you open the box it's just a bunch of poorly drawn stick figures showing you how mold the sink ... and a bag of plaster. That made me laugh.. since everything has to be assembled from Ikea.